“Touch yourself,” he whispered, and I obeyed, slipping a hand between my thighs. I was hot and wet, two fingers gliding over my clit as Ronan stroked himself harder and faster, Asher’s chest slick with sweat against my back.
Finally, Ididcry out, the intensity almost too much to bear.
All three of us were getting close, the heat and energy and magic rising between us, invisible tendrils pulling us close, wrapping us in a cocoon of love and desire.
Then Ronan sucked in a sharp breath, the space between his eyebrows creasing, his eyes glazing suddenly with emotion.
“You okay?” I whispered. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s torture, Gray. Watching you… My hands are on fire to touch you… I just…Fuck.” His voice was raw, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his body trembling from the effort of holding back. “I’d fuckingdietomorrow for a chance to kiss you tonight. To taste you just one more time.”
I blinked back tears, the passion in his words threatening to unravel my heart.
Asher stilled behind me, resting his forehead against my shoulder blade. I knew without asking that he’d end this in a heartbeat if he thought we were causing Ronan pain. Both of us would.
“Do you want us to stop?” I whispered to the demon in front of me. My best friend. The man I loved. The one who’d agreed to this torment just for a long-shot, one-in-a-million chance at bringing me back from the Shadowrealm in one piece.
Ronan’s eyes went demon-black, his voice a low growl in his throat. “Don’t you fuckingdarestop.”
Ronan couldn’t touch me, couldn’t physically participate beyond the closeness and the watching and the dark, desperate wanting. But I knew by the look in his eyes that he needed this.Weneeded this—this unexpected, unconventional way to be together, to break the chains Sebastian had tried to tighten around our hearts.
Asher shifted behind me, sliding in slow and deep.
My eyes fluttered closed, and I felt Ronan inch forward, the heat of his body reaching out to me once again.
Still stroking his rock-hard cock, he leaned in closer. “Don’t close your eyes, Gray,” he whispered. “Stay with us tonight. Please.”
I smiled at the echo of my earlier words and did as he asked, my gaze locking onto his as the three of us continued to chase that pure, unadulterated bliss lingering just out of reach.
“Gray,” Asher moaned, and I knew he wasrightthere. In that instant, all of us were mere seconds from beautiful oblivion.
I increased the pressure on my clit, and my body tightened around Asher, my stomach muscles clenching, the now-familiar tingles gathering in my core.
“Gray…fuck…” Ronan’s body tensed, and then he let go, setting off a chain reaction. Asher came hard inside me, his body shuddering against my backside, and with his gravelly voice in my ear and Ronan’s gaze locked on mine, I finally let go, too.
The orgasm washed over me in a hot rush, stealing my breath as my body trembled beneath its power. I came for Asher. I came for Ronan. I came for all of us, my heart beating like a wild animal, my whole being alight with pleasure.
At the final gasp, I was finally permitted to close my eyes, and the three of us lay in silence, floating on a cloud in some other sky, on some other realm.
It was one of the most intense experiences I’d ever had, and somehow, despite the fact that Ronan still couldn’t touch me, I felt like it had brought us closer.
All three of us.
“I love you,” I whispered. “Both of you. So much.”
Asher tightened his hold on me, and I opened my eyes to see Ronan watching me close. Neither of them said a word. They didn’t have to. I saw Ronan’s love for me burning in his eyes, the fire of it more intense than the fire that sparked whenever we touched. I felt Asher’s love surrounding me now, holding me close, keeping me safe.
Asher reached across my shoulder and wrapped his hand around the back of Ronan’s neck. “You good, brother?”
Ronan gave him a silent nod and closed his eyes.
The intense moment between us had crested and receded, and the three of us finally broke apart, getting out of bed to stretch and change the sheets.
After another quick round of showers and a raid on the fridge downstairs, we crept back upstairs, stripped down once again, and climbed back into bed together. Ash took the middle this time, making sure Ronan and I couldn’t get too close and accidentally set the mattress on fire. I curled up against Asher’s left side, and Ronan did the same opposite me, meeting my eyes across the tattooed expanse of our incubus’s chest.
There was nothing awkward about it; we were family. The love we shared transcended all boundaries, and as we drifted off to sleep, I found a moment’s peace in the knowledge that somehow, we’d find a way to transcend Sebastian’s imposed boundaries, too.
We drifted off to sleep quickly, and didn’t stir again for hours.
